Oh What Joy
A couple weeks ago an acquaintance of mine posted on twitter “it’s a boy!” His wife had given birth to baby number seven at home. How exciting! I suppose it would have been a good time to give the father Padron cigars. He could have passed them out via twitter. Now that would be interesting to see.
Anyhow, I was privileged yesterday with the joy of seeing the new baby in person. His mother held him up close to me. I cannot hold babies because my arms are not strong enough. He was sleeping and wrapped up in one of those swaddling blankets. How precious he looked. I could not resist lightly caressing his arm that hung down outside of the blanket. He grabbed a hold of my finger and it was pure joy for me.
A single tear is slowly making its way down my cheek as I write this and recall yesterday. I’ve never really had a strong desire to become a mother, but now and then I wish I was.